I Believe That We Learn By Practice.

Modern Dance Isn't Anything Except One Thing In My Mind: The Freedom Of Women In America.

It Takes About Ten Years To Make A Mature Dancer. The Training Is Twofold. There Is The Study And Practice Of The Craft In Order To Strengthen The Muscular Structure Of The Body. The Body Is Shaped, Disciplined, Honored, And In Time, Trusted. The Movement Become Clean, Precise, Eloquent, Truthful. Movement Never Lies. It Is A Barometer Telling The State Of The Soul's Weather To All Who Can Read It. This Might Be Called The Law Of The Dancer's Life, The Law Which Governs Its Outer Aspects

You See, When Weaving A Blanket, An Indian Woman Leaves A Flaw In The Weaving Of That Blanket To Let The Soul Out.

Censorship Is The Height Of Vanity.

I Have Heard Stories That It Was Love At First Sight For Both Of Us, That We Disappeared To A Guest Room At Merle's House, Had Our Meals Sent Up, And Didn't Emerge For Several Days. This Is Absolutely Untrue. I Would Never Behave Like That As A Guest In Someone's Home. Carlos And I Went To My Beach House.